. ?”“So what?”“How long until we can f-fuck again?” Emma asked, stumbling over the word for a split second but sounding defiantly stubborn.�...�Keep that up and not long at all.” Jason promised in a husky voice. He then cleared his throat. “But not for a bit longer at any rate. You took a lot out of me.”“Damn.” Emma teased. “What am I going to do to entertain myself while I wait?”She squealed playfully when Jason suddenly rolled them both over so that he was pinning her arms above her head with him. Samson tries to get to her, his hind legs scratching at the bed as he tries to climb on. It’s ‘just’ too high. He needs to take a run up, but he’s not bright enough to back off – he’s too busy trying to reach her.She adjusts the front of her dress which is showing off even more cleavage than before. “Dunno why I’m covering up really, this is all coming off in a minute, innit?” She laughs.How about now?“Okay then...” She says with a smile, standing up and bending forward to grab the hem of her. They came out of it with new suits and new dress shoes. Now he was wearing his new duds to pick up his date.He knocked on the front door while holding a bouquet of flowers in front of his chest and a heart-shaped box of chocolates under his arm. It was Valentine’s day and the forms had to be observed. He had not gone so far as to purchase roses, though. He went with the much cheaper bouquet of daisies.The way the wind was blowing it was a miracle that the flowers were still in one piece. Gladys. "I'm sorry, we didn't get your name" Eric said. "Mona" she replied. "Like in, I wanna make you moan a lot". Their mouths hung open for a second and then Amy replied - "Soooo.... What we are looking for... Well...." She could feel herself blush as she tried to put her wishes into words. "First, I suppose, I would like to be held down by a beautiful woman while my husband fucks me." Easy enough, Mona thought. "What else?" "And she'd tell me what to do and what he was going to do to me" answered.